Fiona
Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck. I can barely breathe as both Shathar and Khesan slide out slightly, then glide back in unison. My entire body feels like it’s going to combust, and they’ve only just started.
I don’t know how it worked, but it worked. Now here I am, speared on my two alien husbands’ ribbed cocks, unsure how I’m going to survive the bursts of sensation spreading to every part of me as they both fuck me.
I might die, or burst into flames, or perhaps explode into a million pieces—or maybe all three at once. Who knows. Hard to say.
Shathar holds me closer to him as I shake like a leaf in a windstorm. I’m crying out with every thrust, those amazing ridges of theirs dragging along the inside of me as they move in tandem.
Without a doubt, I am the luckiest woman alive.
I grip Shathar’s biceps hard, my nails probably biting into his scales, but I can’t help it. It’s like I’m no longer in control of my body. No, now I’m a single exposed nerve, and I think I would have orgasmed already if I could, but it’s like a thousand orgasms at once are trying to burrow through a small channel. If I orgasm now, the whole world will end.
It happens anyway. I scream, my muscles tightening, my holes all pulsing and throbbing at once, and both Shathar and Khesan moan. But they keep going, and I’m so full of pure stimulus that I wonder if my brain might crack open like an egg.
“Shh,” Shathar says, slowing the steady pumping of his hips. “Do you need us to slow down?”
I nod my head, unable to speak, and Khesan must get the message because he, too, comes to a stop. Both of them wait as the fog of my climax clears.
I’ve never felt anything like this… this fullness. My reality has been altered in a single night, and I’ll never be the same again.
Shathar smiles down at me, slicking some sweat away from my forehead. “How do you feel, little mate?”
I nod quickly. “Y-yes. I’m fine. We… we can start again.”
Khesan gets the message immediately. Now that I’ve come once, it’s easier to accept him as he picks up his pace, clearly eager and horny himself. Shathar joins him, and strangely, where I expected this act to be somewhat awkward, my lovers move in perfect synchronicity—as if they are just as tuned in to each other’s movements as they are to mine.
It isn’t long before another, even bigger orgasm is creeping up on me, and now I’m certain I’m simply going to pass away from the onslaught.
What a way to go out.
I grab Shathar even tighter and my scream fills up the room as they fuck me, and now, Khesan is muttering and slamming into me faster, harder. Shathar’s eyelids drop to half mast and his mouth falls open. As I’m swept under and thrown against the rocks of my pleasure, I feel him swell, and then Khesan, too.
Yep. We all just came at once. How there’s room for that? I have no idea.
I gasp, collapsing to Shathar’s belly, and his chest is heaving. Khesan lets out a tortured noise as we shift, but he is gentle in withdrawing from my very sensitive behind.
“Holy shit,” I mutter as, at last, I feel empty again. That is a bizarre sensation.
Khesan tumbles to the bed beside us, then turns onto his side facing Shathar and me. It is very intimate, but neither of them seems to notice.
“Vakha,” Khesan says, stroking my back so I can feel the tickle of his claws. “That was incredible, Fiona. I have never experienced a pleasure like that before.”
I giggle. “Me neither.”
Eventually, Shathar slips out of me, and I roll over to fall to the bed between them. That was so intense, I have residual shivers.
“Thanks, you guys,” I tell them, taking Shathar’s and Khesan’s hands in mine. “For doing that with me.”
“I would do anything with my mate,” says Shathar, kissing my temple.
Khesan squeezes my fingers. “It was the opposite of a chore.”
I grin at both of them, melting with joy that we can all be together like this. That I can have everything I want, all in one place.
I wish it could stay like this forever. But Marguerite was right—Earth law says I can only keep one. How am I supposed to decide when I’m falling in love with both of them?
As Shathar and Khesan both drift into sleep, I lay awake, trying to push this thought into the back of my mind where it belongs. That decision isn’t today. If I go down that path, I’ll never get to enjoy what I have with them now, and now is what matters.
